Tengen Toppa Gurren-Lagann Fan Fiction / Crossover With Non-anime Series Fan Fiction ❯ Factory ❯ Coz I Love You ( Chapter 43 )

Coz I Love You

I: Lonely:

Pandora knew she messed it all up. Evan still won't talk to her. She doesn't even have his trust back. She rolled over on her bed.

I don't know what to do, she thought. She looked at her cell phone. For days, she debated on whether or not to leave him a message. Evan probably wouldn't call her back. Pandora looked at the ceiling of her apartment. I guess I have no choice, she thought. The designer picked up her phone into plain view and dialed the number. This wouldn't produce much, but it beat doing nothing. Pandora drew her eyes closed.

“Hello?” a Scottish man's voice filled her ears. Pandora sat up with such shock.

“Evan?” she asked. A groan followed on that question.

“What do you want, woman?” he asked.

“Please, listen, Evan!” Pandora pleaded. “I'm so sorry!”

“Just stop already,” Evan complained. “Let it go!” Her heart leapt in her chest.

“So, you're not mad?” she asked.

“Of course, I'm mad,” he said. “I won't be able to get over this so easily.”

“Evan,” she whimpered.

“What?” he asked. Pandora didn't know what she was thinking when the next words came out of her mouth.

“I'm coming over to see you right now!” she blurted out.

“What?!” Evan asked.

“Don't go anywhere!” Pandora shouted. She hung up before he had a chance to argue. It didn't take long for her to be out the door and heading for Evan's apartment down the street.

II: Late Night Visit:

Maybe, that wasn't a good idea. Pandora stood at Evan's door, hesitant to knock. What if he doesn't answer? Her hand came within inches of the hard wood. It would probably better to turn around and walk away.

Why am I even doing this? It sounded like a good idea at the time. But now…

Pandora knocked on the door and waited. Maybe, he snuck out the back and plans to leave me standing at his door, waiting. He wouldn't do that, though. Evan had a sense of a gentleman around him. It's not like him to leave a woman waiting outside his door on purpose. However, he could be so cold when he got angry. Pandora looked behind her.

Maybe I should just go…

She was about to turn and leave when the door opened. Pandora looked and saw Evan frowning at her in the doorway.

“Why are you here?” he asked. Pandora blinked at him.

“Heh?” she asked. Evan rolled his eyes and moved aside to let her in.

III: Please Hear Me:

Pandora and Evan sat in his living room. The Scottish director narrowed his eyes at her.

“What do you want?” he asked. “You must have some reason to come by my place so late.” Pandora bit her lower lip. She didn't really have a ready-answer to his question. The designer closed her hands, fingers laced together.

“I just miss you,” she said in a small voice. Evan snorted as he looked over at the kitchen.

“That's a right laugh,” he muttered.

“I mean it!” Pandora pleaded.

“Why don't you call up that Irish bastard?” he asked.

“I want you,” she protested. Evan sneered at her words.

“Liar,” he muttered. He got up and headed into the kitchen.

“Evan!” Pandora called as she raced after him.

IV: Don't Let Me Go:

She came up behind him at the fridge. Her cheek leaned against his back.

“I love him and you,” Pandora confessed. “Don't do this to me. I can't choose between the both of you. You and him are my special friends.” Evan gritted his teeth. He hates himself for this. She always had a way through her so-called innocence to win him back. Many times, he tried to fight against it.

“I hate you sometimes,” he whispered.

“Yes, I know,” she said back. “But I still love you.” He tightly shuts his eyes.

“Let go,” Evan whispered. Pandora shook her head.

“I don't think I can,” she whispered. That's all it takes for him to fold.

V: Stupid Game:

She just wanted another game tonight. He could see right through her.

“You are a liar.”

“I'm not lying tonight.”

He snorted at her. She pulled him in closer to her smaller frame.

“What reason would I have to lie?” she asked. That question again… This was the second time she asked him that. He fell for it again that time. Evan clenched his fists at his sides.

“You can be really evil at times,” he said.

“I'm not,” she told him. “Why would you say that?” He didn't have an answer. Evan turned around and grabbed her by the waist. One kiss on the lips was all it took.

VI: Tangled Up in Her Mind:

Evan took her back to his room. Pandora landed on his bed on her back. She looked up at him with big, desperate eyes. They can't stop each now. He took off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. The ripped Scottish man leaned down and kissed the English woman on the lips again. This time, she pulled him closer to her body.

“Don't ever leave me!” she said aloud. He kissed on the throat as a response. Her dress joined his shirt on the floor. Evan's touch made her skin tremble. She moaned as his mouth moved down to her heavy breasts.

“Take me!” Pandora moaned. “Please take me!”

“Oh, I will,” he growled in a low voice. Evan unzipped his jeans and slid them off. Pandora smirked at his package in his boxers.

“Oh,” the British designer cooed. “I missed it so much.” Evan's lips twitched into a smirk. He wasn't supposed to get off on this. This devil of a woman could bring out the worst in him. Somehow, he didn't seem to care. Evan prepared to take her.

She almost forgot what this felt like. Pandora's nails dug into his back.

“Harder! Harder!” she screamed. “More! Give me more!” Evan pounded as fast as body could carry him. His groans drowned out the silence around them. It'll shame him soon, but he doesn't care. Evan took in the here and now.

“I can't hold it!” he shouted. The Scottish man broke down into his climax. Pandora's eyes rolled back into her head with pleasure. Both let go, panting.

VII: Self-Hate:

Evan gritted his teeth in bed. What the hell? He fell for her game once again. The sex was great, but here came the shame trip. He knew better than to believe her desperate lies and lonely heart eyes. Somehow, he can't help it anymore. Stupid! Pandora looked so innocent sleeping next to him. He kissed her on the forehead.

“You are an evil woman, you know that?” Evan whispered. “Maybe that's why I love you so much.” It embarrassed him to admit that aloud, let alone to himself. Still, if she tried this again, he would probably fall for it all over again.

VIII: Tangled Knots:

Adults play stupid games.

They don't know how to stop either.

It's more fun if they didn't.

Black Games